11.02.2012

I’m going to let you in on a little secret.
Every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don’t plan it. Don’t
wait for it. Just let it happen. It could be a new shirt at the store, a
catnap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot black coffee.

9.24.2012

8.09.2012

6.25.2012

I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My love’s not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person. But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I’ll ever have. And you cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time…-Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath